Post by bloodmoon on Feb 26, 2008 17:44:59 GMT -5
General Information
Name: Khyba
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: bisexual
Rank: candidate
Appearance
Hair: brown
Eyes: grey
Height: 5’ 7”
Over-All: Khyba is not a pretty girl. Her jaw is too pronounced, and her bottom lip almost obscures her top lip. She has a bit of a bulbous nose, and a nasal voice that is prone to whining. She carries more weight on her frame than it seems she should, and most of it presents around her stomach and buttocks, with more deposits in her breasts. In other words, she is fat. She has a slow metabolism, but a very healthy appetite. She normally wears her coarse brown hair in a rope-like braid, tied off with some sort of ribbon.
Personality
Sexually active. Khyba lost her virginity to a flight-crazed bronze-rider who’s dragon had lost a queen’s flight. Since then, she has bought into the lie that the only way a guy will like her is if she gives him her body. However, she has only gotten pregnant once. She is rather bitter towards all the pretty female candidates who seem so sure that they’ll get the gold. Who cares? It’s a rank she’ll never obtain. Because although Khyba lets men possess her body, she also enjoys sharing intimate actions with members of her own sex.
Not very perceptive, Khyba will press an issue until you want to shove her in a barrel, and nail the lid on, then leave her out for Threadfall. She can be full of questions, but her mood also fluctuates without warning- especially in the middle of the month. One minute, she’ll be pestering you to answer a question, then something you say will offend her, and she’ll stomp off in a huff. Generally, though, she’s pretty easy to get along with. Just don’t let her start asking questions.
History
Born to a drudge and a brown rider, Khyba grew up in the crèche, protected. She didn’t really recognize one drudge above the others as her mother, but that was alright, because they all took care of her. A weyrbrat through and through, she didn’t realize that her genetic gifts were not the best in the world until she went to play with a new girl, and met with prejudice for the first time.
She was ten at the time.
For three years, Khyba suffered from terrible depression, horrified that she wasn’t pretty. She didn’t talk to really anyone, and became inactive. Those who had raised her were puzzled over her sudden personality. Up till then, she had been a very happy, active girl, with no more of a tendency to get into trouble than any weyrbrat. She tried to drown herself at least twice, each time, she was saved by a crèche worker.
Then she became friends with some of the riders. She doesn’t know who her father is, having never been curious enough to ask. But she got on fairly good terms with one of the bronze riders. She often spent time with him, which meant that the crèche workers eventually became used to her being in his presence. However, that also put her in the path of that Weyr danger that Holder’s look down upon- being caught in the middle of flight-lust. His bronze rose to chase golden Freseath, and lost. In the wake of his frustration, the rider took Khyba to bed.
She was thirteen.
After he slept with her, she sought favors from him, to get him to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. After a while, he refused her access to his bed, partially because he was tired of her, but also partially because she was thirteen, and he was ….ah….twenty-six.
Being denied access didn’t change her mind though. She went to another man, and another after him, seeking fulfillment in a man. It went like this for four years, but, oddly, she never got pregnant. She worried that she might be barren.
Khyba has long had a reputation for befriending riders, and then sleeping with them. She didn’t expect, however, to be caught in flight-lust with a female greenrider. She was talking to the rider in her weyr, actually discussing her fears that she might be barren- something no female wants to admit to- when the rider’s green took to the air. To make a long story short, Khyba was… acceptable to the rider as a substitute for her flight partner.
At the time, she was seventeen.
It was about a Turn later that Khyba was proved wrong, and sent into a series of nervous breakdowns. She conceived, which proved her wrong about being barren, but she also contracted severe morning sickness in her first trimester. It got to the point where even the mere thought of food was enough to make her nauseous. She knew when she hit her second trimester, because she was suddenly starving. With her appetite came her sex drive. Sure enough, she was back to bedding people. But, hit the third trimester, she was back to food having no appeal. She delivered a sickly baby boy that didn’t live past his first Turn. Healers told her that the child was so sickly because she had engaged in sexual activities while pregnant, mostly in a futile attempt to deter her from future such behavior. As can be evidenced, the warnings did no such thing.
Though weyrbred, Khyba has never been interested in Standing for a clutch before. She’s attended all of them, sure. Who wouldn’t? It’s a weyr event. People would think you were a dimglow for not attending. The difference with this clutch is her latest bedmate, in an attempt to get rid of her, suggested that she Stand. Khyba is trying to be chaste, but she’s finding it very difficult. Much longer, and she well might be carrying when it comes to Hatching.
FOR DRAGONRIDERS:
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Honorific: n/a
Preferred Color: green
